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Tick tock to Valentines Day is five more days. All I have is five more days of finding me that eternally elusive prince charming. I do declare, prince charming is gay!

Call me the valentine scrooge. Bah humbug all the lovey dovey shiz. A few more years of this, I might become the valentine grinch and I will steal all the heartsy fartsy red letter, cupid, flowery hullabaloo that valentines is. Thank my lucky stars, I have more compassion than bitterness. Oh please believe it.

I have nothing against v-day. I do have everything against making it a singles-awareness day. Christmas, you can always spend with family and friends so nobody really can say they are lonely. Birthdays, ditto. But v-day? If you’re unattached, you either spend it alone, with other single friends or… mostly alone. I have everything against people who use this day to commercialize romance and love. What the heck is the deal with lovapalooza plus all the valentine concerts that lovebirds use as an excuse to get together? Doing this leaves out the unpaired, absolutely wonderful people. *raises hand like an eager grade school kid* Rawr.

And like what Myka [my sister’s friend] says, all the warmth and heat of Valentines Day can cause dire effects on the planet. Read: global warming. Polar ice caps shall go a-melting and imagine the aftermath of that. “Save the polar bears!”

Why am I bothering to do this? Because.

Let me be the first to extend warm greetings from the heart for February 14… Save the Polar bears!